Ophelia woke up as usual, in the new dorm. It was honestly a bit disorienting, being in such a new place. It was certainly nicer than her own home. Sighing softly, she got from her bed, putting on a different dress. She really should wear the uniform, but no one has stopped her yet, and she’d be damned if she let them now. She goes to the mirror on the vanity, it having been kept in her dorm. Humming a soft tune to herself, she puts in a bit of makeup she found in the courtyard the other day, putting her hair half up. It was completely out of social standards and she relished in it. She grabs her bag now, walking out into the hall, her dull blue eyes going over the walkways